DAYAN

Let me tel you a story of a dayan Devastated beauty carrying her broken heart Being a victim of decline Willing to cut her throat with a knife Immense blood is swelling from her neckline Dynamism expresses her soul Lighting up phantasmagoria in her mind Her compelling toughness works as a built-in potential Keeping her heart behind Which encourages her to face The hungry fight of terrible kind Her well built mind is recklessly solving ambivalence While she is a eternal form of shine Puzzling the blocks of exhilaration in succession To get closer to divine